The Horizon Boundaries

Ch.26 Making Calculations Part 2

Maisa sighed in annoyance. Ken fans started to make trouble from that day on. But it's not Maisa's name if it doesn't reciprocate.

"Today's Miki's class, right? To yuk's class." Mia is grabbing Maisa's arm.

"OKAY. Yuk!"

Both of them went to the next class. Once there, there were enough students entering. Mia pointed to an empty bench near the window. Both approached the empty seat.

The tail of Maisa's eyes saw a girl deliberately sticking out her legs, trying to make her fall. The corner of his lips rose to form a smile. He purposely stomped on the girl's feet, making her scream. The whole room looked at him.

"You did it on purpose, yeah!" The girl was upset.

"Whatchu mean? I didn't know you had your foot there." Maisa shut her mouth, put on her innocent face.

"Because your feet are in the middle of the road. It's wrong to step on your own." Mia chimed in.

The girl opened her mouth, but did not say a word. He sat back on his stool, putting on a sullen face. His friend beside him looked at him sharply, as if giving a warning to Maisa.

"In the franchise, there is a cost element that appears as a form of compensation for the relationship that occurs. And usually the cost element this establishes is the franchisor and it becomes the obligation of the franchisee to carry it out. The cost elements consist of franchise fees, royalty fees, and advertising fees." Mr. Miki explained his college eyes this time.

"Hmmm....." Maisa's hand was busy summarizing the lecture material today, occasionally playing her pen.

Yoke! A lump of paper dropped on his head fell right on his book. Here we go! No, these are kids. Maisa opened the crumpled paper.

Don't bother Ken!

Ken is mine!

Stay away Ken!

You ugly!

Bury up!

His body held back the frustration. Must be ready a lot of stock patience to face crazy fans. He breathed a few times. His head turned towards the paper thrower. A beautiful brown-haired girl was seen stealing a glance at him and then throwing her face.

His hand cut through the paper just now, squeezing it again into a circle. His finger tapped his finger several times onto his folding chair, luring the girl to look at him. The girl looked towards him. No! Maisa flicked her finger, the paper was thrown to the forehead.

The girl's mouth was muttering in annoyance. He opened the paper, his eyes glaring at the contents. The words "Ken mine" were circled, plus the words "This is for me!". And the rest of the writing is circled and plus the words "Just make you!" Don't forget to draw an emoticon blink one eye.

The girl's body trembled furiously. His hand tore the paper into pieces. His eyes threw a look of rage at Maisa who blinked one eye.

Maisa held back her laughter. There was a certain satisfaction in seeing the girl beaver.

Next day. Maisa walks with Mia to the cafeteria. His steps were blocked by two girls, one of whom was carrying an ice cream cone. It was obvious he wanted to attack her.

Maisa twitched, scuttering the girl's leg on purpose. The girl hit the female student who was walking behind Maisa. The ice cream that was brought dirty his clothes. Maisa drags Mia's hand into the canteen. He stuck his tongue out at the girl.

"What the fuck. If you look around, dong. Dirty it."

"But, Brother."

"But what?"

The girl shriveled got a sharp glare from her senior.

Mia stirring chicken noodles. His gaze sharply looked at this close-hearted manner of his. "Sa, how come lately it seems like a lot is bothering you huh? They're Ken's fans, right? Why not ask her for help?"

Maisa chuckles softly. His hands were busy rummaging through a bowl of chicken soto. His left hand held his chin.

"Look out, Mi. As long as I can handle it, why not. If it's really hard, I'll ask for help. It's nice to see them holding back on their upset."

There was a big hand ruffling her hair. Maisa looked up, seeing Ken smiling towards her. Comb the hair with her fingers.

"Cie..." Mia teased him with a glance.

"What the hell, Mi." Maisa smiled knot.

Ken pulled out his chair, sitting next to Maisa. The girl continued eating. A few short hairs fell on the cheeks. Ken pulled his hair behind his ear.

"Ohuk!"

Maisa chokes while sipping on the soto soup. Hurriedly Ken thrust sweet tea at her. His hands patted Maisa's back.

"Are you okay?"

"One bowl of two, nih."

Maisa blinked her eyes a few times. Her index finger pointed towards Aunt canteen. His lips smiled thinly. "Message means."

Ken chuckles, enjoys teasing Maisa. Just look, the girl's cheeks are flushed. Mia envied seeing the interaction of the two. He pulled Kio's hand to sit next to him.

"Come on Kio. Sit here" he said, pulling up a chair for the man.

Erik protested, feeling harassed by the two couples. "How am I?"

"Whatever to sit where, brother. There's plenty of seats." Mia moved her lips pointing at some empty seats.

Kio refused to sit next to Mia. This basketball manager of his is always attached nearby making a little distracted. But not how much if you have to see his friend who suddenly bucin. I want to separate the two of them.

In the corner of the canteen there were several pairs of eyes staring dislike at the proximity of Maisa and Ken. They were whispering about something.

...****...

Maisa walks casually to the painting club planning to finish her painting which is almost finished. In his ear was earphones. His lips occasionally hum.

Five women came to him. He took off his earphones. There was no goodwill from the look in their eyes.

"Can you come with us there?" One of them pointed to a quiet corner of the building.

Maisa nodded her head following their will. Arriving at the corner of the building, two women held both hands, one more person pulled her hair back firmly. Maisa shrieked softly, feeling a few strands of her hair loose.

"Hey.... What do you want?" His eyes look challenging.

"Sway, Ken. An ugly girl like you doesn't deserve her?"

Maisa laughed stifledly, "Then do you deserve that?"

"What's? How dare you..."

A hard slap came to his cheek. Maisa blew the hair that covered her eyes. His frustration began to grow. The thing he hated when he started playing physically. He stepped on the woman who was clenching his right hand. The woman screamed in pain, her grip loosened.

Maisa twisted her body a little, grabbing the woman who held her left hand until it was released. Stamped on the feet of the woman who grabbed him. The three women grimaced in pain. One woman in front of him was about to raise a fist. He bounces his body back, then pushes the girl to hit his friend. There was only one woman who slapped him.

The woman seemed to tremble at the look of Maisa's cold eyes. Although not as sadistic as the video he watched, the strength of the girl was not kidding.

Maisa patted her tangled clothes. Next to his lips went up. Approaching the girl, raised her hand ready to slap back. The girl closed her eyes, no pain came to her cheeks. He opened his eyes.

Maisa lowered her hand, undoing her intentions. There was no point in slapping the girl.

"Dad! I think I want to beat you one-on-one. Oi! Listen yeah. If you want to get Ken's attention, wear it the proper way. You think he'd love to see his fans like this."

Maisa turned her back, chose to leave. Ken's face looked close just a few inches away in front of him. He retreated back so surprised. It almost fell backwards if not Ken's swift hand grabbed his waist.

Maisa pushed the man away. He might have a sudden heart attack. "God! Don't show up all of a sudden, brother."

There was a red rash on Maisa's cheek. Ken stared intently at the five women before him. "You better get out of here soon."

"Sorry, Brother."

"Ah... Hold still. If you do it again. I won't stay silent."

The five women hurried away. Ken's hand rubbed Maisa's cheek gently. His cheeks are painful. Maisa puts Ken's hand down.

"Sorry, Sa. If I knew it would be like this, I'd be harder on them."

"It's okay, Ken. They're big brother fans. Later they may not want to idolize Kak Ken anymore."

"I don't need fans like them if it hurts my girlfriend. I won't let you get hurt next time."

Both Ken's brows furrowed, his facial water looking sad and also worried at the same time. Maisa holds Ken's hands. He smiled broadly. It felt like a butterfly was flying in his stomach.

"Thank you for taking care of me, brother."

Ken clasped Maisa's tiny body into his arms. "I want you to lean on me and take care of you. Let me protect you, Sa."

Maisa just nodded in Ken's arms, slid her hand against Ken's back, hugged him back.